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Chapter 217 - 217: 161: Donghuang, Help me

A sigh echoed in Feng Qing’an’s ear as he looked up in astonishment and saw the goddesse’s body crumbling before his eyes like a collapsing mountain, eventually turning into a wisp of mountain breeze that vanished in the increasingly turbulent storm.

One strike!

With a divine weapon in his hand, the River Water Monarch of Bailang River needed only one attack to defeat the Wuling Mountain goddess who had been suppressing him all along. Even the Red Leopard below her disappeared as well.

This goddess was not physically present; she only lost some of her power. Killing a god is not that simple, it either requires absolute overpowering force or the perfect alignment of time, place and people. Otherwise, a dignified mountain god wouldn’t have fallen so easily.

“Nu Luo, I am in your debt today and I will surely repay you!”

Everything happened so quickly that Feng Qing’an didn’t even have a chance to respond.

Although Feng Qing’an didn’t believe he needed Nu Luo’s protection, the fact that she had suffered such significant damage and revealed the River Monarch’s hidden hand was a favor to him. Feng Qing’an would remember this kindness and wouldn’t forget it.

“Your turn, Second Young Master Feng!”

The clouds and rain within a radius of ten feet where Feng Qing’an stood dissipated quickly, turning into a drizzle. Beyond the ten feet, it was still pouring rain. At the border between the starkly differing rain curtains, a youth in red armor, holding a golden halberd, stared at him with a distorted grin.

“No one is coming to save you now. As a token of kindness, I’ll let you choose how you want to die. How about death by dismemberment?

I can keep your heart intact, slice off your flesh bit by bit, and slowly consume you piece by piece. I am eager to see what kind of expressions you will show during this process.”

Hongxi, who felt like everything was under his control, asked unhurriedly. At this point, he saw Feng Qing’an as a lamb ready for slaughter, completely helpless and with no power to fight back.

“Isn’t that how sashimi is prepared? I wouldn’t be surprised at your method of revenge considering your true form!”

Feng Qing’an wore no signs of fear, but instead, seemed to be absorbed in thought before he responded.

“You’re asking for it!”

Upon hearing these words, Hongxi’s handsome tace darkened. He didn’t see what he wanted to see on Feng Qing’an’s face – fear, panic, and then begging for mercy on his knees.

He was just a weak member of the Human Race, even if he had remarkable power, he wouldn’t be able to resist Hongxi. In front of him, he was as vulnerable as a fish ready to be gutted, but he still maintained that defiant attitude.

“Demon, how dare you hurt others in my jurisdiction?”

A golden divine light suddenly burst forth, like the coming of a great sun, illuminating everything. The violent storm was also dispelled instantly. A figure, whose face was obscured by the divine light and hard to see, quietly stood in front of Feng Qing’an, with a faint sandalwood scent lingering in his nose.

“City God of Anqing Mansion!”

Seeing the City God blocking Feng Qing’an, Water Monarch Hongxi’s already gloomy face darkened completely, his features twisted and fine scales emerged on his cheeks.

“You lowly creatures, I am just trying to kill a mortal. Why do you keep standing in my way again and again? Isn’t it better to stay out of it and wave it off? Why do you insist on bringing pain upon yourselves?”

“You fought against the Mountain Goddess of Wuling, and I could turn a blind eye. But you want to kill someone in my jurisdiction, I cannot pretend to be ignorant. Demon, retreat quickly!”

The Anqing Mansion City God rebuked. He had been present before the divine battle erupted but had not shown himself since there were no mortals around. If they wanted to fight, he would let them fight. He just needed to secretly lessen the rain’s erosion on the farmlands.

“Ignorant fool! A mere City God dares to stop me. Tinghai, aid me in slaying my enemy!”

Water Monarch Hongxi called the name of his divine weapon. Even though it was a command, his tone and demeanor made it seem more like a plea.

With his words, countless lightning bolts burst from the halberd in his hand. The dazzling lightning was so intense that Feng Qing’an could feel his eyes stinging from the brightness.

“A mere mixed blood fish-dragon, how dare you be impudent!”

Facing the might of the lightning from the divine weapon of the Dragon Clan, the City God of Anqing Mansion, himself a Yin Shen, showed no fear. A large seal appeared in his hand, with illusory shadows of mountains and cities emerging on the golden imprint.

Thus, the second divine battle erupted. This time, Feng Qing’an didn’t just stand and watch but quickly contacted Donghuang to borrow power from the Lord of You Huang Ghost Nation.

“Donghuang, aid me!”

Just as the Mountain Goddess Nu Luo engaged in a fight with Water Monarch Hongxi, he didn’t act because it was their initial confrontation and Nu Luo managed to suppress Hongxi, so Feng Qing’an was happy to sit back and watch the show, wanting to see what a high-level fight looked like.

But who could have guessed that a provocative statement would cause Water Monarch Hongxi to pull out his divine weapon and defeat Nu Luo in an instant? It happened so quickly that Feng Qing’an didn’t even have time to react.

Now with the Anqing Mansion City God revealing himself, he can no longer just sit and watch. Who knows what potential that divine weapon had? Judging by Hongxi’s flustered appearance, he really didn’t have control over that divine weapon; he even had to plead and negotiate before using it.

Donghuang didn’t respond, but the tremendous power gushing out from the third Soul Contract was the best response. Under the influence of this power, Feng Qing’an’s appearance, temperament, and even his human aura began to

change rapidly..